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- Edition: The Honest Whore, Part 2
The Honest Whore, Part 2 (Modern)
- Introduction
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Acknowledgements
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Abbreviations
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Introduction
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Analysis of the Plays
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: The Plays in Performance
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Textual Introduction
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- The Honest Whore, Parts 1 and 2: Appendices
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- Texts of this edition
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462.2[1.3]
1.3.0.1463[Servants bring in dinner table etc. for a wedding feast.] Enter Candido, Lodovico, [Astolfo], and Carolo, [1 Guest wearing a very tall, pointed hat], other 464Guests [wearing citizens’ caps], and [the] Bride with [Luke and other] Prentices. [The Gentlemen stand while the Bride and the Guests sit.]
O gentlemen, so late? You’re very welcome;
1.3.2.1[The Gentlemen sit down.]
Carolo, didst e’er see such a nest of caps?
Methinks 469it’s a most civil and most comely sight.
[Indicating 1 Guest] What does he i’th’ middle look like?
Troth, like a spire steeple in a country village 472overpeering so many thatched houses.
It’s, rather, a long pike-staff against so many 474bucklers without pikes; they sit for all the world like a pair of 475organs, and he’s the tall great roaring pipe i’th’ midst.
Ha, ha, ha, ha!
What’s that you laugh at, signors?
Troth, shall I tell you, and aloud I’ll tell it:
Mine is as tall a felt as any is this day in Milan; and 482therefore I love it, for the block was cleft out for my head, 483and fits me to a hair.
[To the Gentlemen] Indeed, you are good observers; it shows strange.
Prithee, sweet bridegroom, do’t.
So all these guests will pardon me, I’ll do’t.
With all our hearts.
492Candido
[Raising his cap] Thus, then, in the cap’s honour.
Proceed.
Each degree has his fashion. It’s fit, then,
That close shaving made barbers a company, 515and now every citizen uses it.
Of geometric figures the most rare
1.3.65.1[He lays down his cap, and puts on 1 Guest’s hat.]
Ha, ha, ha! Most vile, most ugly!
[Returning the hat to 1 Guest]
1.3.67.1Pray, signor, pardon me; ’twas done in jest.
[To Prentices] A cup of claret wine there!
Wine? Yes, forsooth, wine for the bride!
1.3.69.1[He pours out a glass of red wine.]
[To Candido] You ha’ well set out the cap, sir.
Nay, that’s flat.
A health!
Since his cap’s round, that 546shall go round. Be bare,
1.3.74.1[They bare their heads. 1 Prentice offers] the Bride [sack in a cup. She] hits the Prentice on the lips.
O, peace, I pray thee. Though far off I stand,
1.3.79[Indicating the cup of sack] That cup give me: ’tis for an old man’s back,
554All [but 1 Prentice]
No, faith, ’twas but mistaken.
Nay, she took it right enough.
[To Luke] Good Luke, reach her that glass of claret.
1.3.83.1[Luke gives her the glass of red wine.]
558Bride
Now I’ll none.
1.3.84.1[She breaks the glass and] exit.
How now?
[To 1 Prentice] Look what your mistress ails.
Nothing, sir, but about filling a wrong glass – a scurvy 562trick.
I pray you, hold your tongue. –
Step to her, step to her.
[To Candido] A word with you – do ye hear? This wench, your 567new wife, will take you down in your wedding shoes, 568unless you hang her up in her wedding-garters.
How, hang her in her garters?
Will you be a tame pigeon still? Shall your back 571be like a tortoise-shell, to let carts go over it yet not to 572break? This she-cat will have more lives than your last 573puss had, and will scratch worse and mouse you worse; 574look to’t.
What would you have me do, sir?
What would I have you do? Swear, swagger, 577brawl, fling! For fighting it’s no matter; we ha’ had knocking 578pusses enough already. You know that a woman was made of 579the rib of a man, and that rib was crooked. The moral of 580which is that a man must from his beginning be crooked 581to his wife. Be you like an orange to her: let her cut you never 582so fair, be you sour as vinegar. Will you be ruled by me?
In anything that’s civil, honest, and just.
Have you ever a prentice’s suit will fit me?
I have the very same which myself wore.
I’ll send my man for’t within this half hour, and 587within this two hours I’ll be your prentice. The hen shall 588not overcrow the cock; I’ll sharpen your spurs.
It will be but some jest, sir?
Only a jest. Farewell. – Come, Carolo.
1.3.101.1Exeunt [Lodovico, Carolo, and Astolfo].
We’ll take our leaves, sir, too.
592Candido
Pray conceit not ill
1.3.104Sir Lodovico, is deep seen in physic,
1.3.109That hit his lips, and brake the glass. No harm;
599Guests
No, signor, none at all.
The straightest arrow may fly wide by chance.
1.3.112.1Exeunt.